Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 317 - 193 Fishing_2

Chapter 317: 193 Fishing_2

He might look a bit old, but his steps were firm, his sinewy hand gripping the reins with strength.

The four people led their horses out of Gourd Village, and it wasn’t until they reached the entrance of the village that they mounted their horses.

"Giddyup~"

The four riders moved forward and soon arrived at the valley’s mouth.

Whoosh~

Suddenly, a cold arrow shot straight toward them from directly ahead.

"Young Master, be careful!"

The grey-clothed elder servant bellowed urgently and flicked a flying knife from his hand, throwing it with a swing.

Clang!

The flying knife collided with the cold arrow half a meter in front of the young man in white, in mid-air.

The flying knife was deflected, and the cold arrow was also knocked away.

"Hiss-lala!"

All four horses stopped at once.

The riders tensed up, each lifting their heads to survey their surroundings.

But the next moment!

A black-clothed, masked person walked out nonchalantly, directly in front of the four.

Thus Fang Zhixing brazenly revealed himself.

On the other side, Ma Zhengming saw this and quickly moved to Fang Zhixing’s side.

Fang Zhixing clasped his hands together and asked, "Might you be Xiang Wenhong?"

The young man in white paused briefly before replying, "I never change my name or surname when sitting or walking. Xiang is here, what advice do you have to offer?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "I am here to kill you."

Xiang Wenhong looked around and questioned with surprise, "Only the two of you?"

Ma Zhengming promptly snorted coldly upon hearing this and said, "What, you think we are too few?"

Xiang Wenhong flashed a grin and said, "Xiang is the Young Sect Master of the Red Flower Society. The Luo Family wants to kill me to uproot the problem. To ensure no mishaps, why would they only send the two of you?"

Ma Zhengming was momentarily stunned and found himself at a loss for words.

Indeed, if Xiang Wenhong had many followers by his side, or if he fought desperately to escape, it would not be easy for just him and Fang Zhixing to capture him.

Fang Zhixing asked with interest, "By your implication, is there more to this affair?"

"Of course!"

Xiang Wenhong nodded and explained, "I knew there was a mole from the Luo Family within the Red Flower Sect, and it was only a matter of time before my whereabouts were exposed. So, I simply turned the situation to my advantage by deliberately arranging thirty escape routes and leaking them to the mole.

Therefore, if the Luo Family wanted to intercept me, they had to spread out across all thirty routes to lay an ambush, waiting for their prey."

He chuckled, "Congratulations to you two, you were incredibly lucky to have chosen this one from the thirty routes."

Ma Zhengming’s breathing grew heavy, as a profound unease began to surge within him.

Xiang Wenhong had dug a massive pit, and he and Fang Zhixing unluckily fell right into the trap the other had laid out.

Fang Zhixing smirked and said, "Good scheme. Not only did you take this chance to divide the Luo Family’s forces, but you can also trace back to the mole. Correct?"

"Haha!"

Xiang Wenhong laughed proudly, then suddenly leaped into the air and, with a whoosh, struck out with a palm from midair.

Bang~

The maid in green on the horse trembled violently and flew forward, tumbling down in front of Fang Zhixing.

"Ahh~"

The maid in green spat out a large mouthful of blood, and a clear palm imprint sunk deeply into her back.

She twisted her head in agony, looking at Xiang Wenhong’s expression of cold indifference and uttered with blood spilling, "You, when did you..."

Xiang Wenhong’s eyes blazed with fury as he said, "Little Qing, when I first met you, you were curled up, about to starve to death in a pigsty, and I saved you. I gave you carefree sustenance and taught you to read and write. I wasn’t unkind to you.

To think that the person who betrayed me has been right by my side all this time, that because of your leaks, so many of our brothers have been wrongfully killed!"

Before he could finish speaking, the maid in green collapsed to the ground, and her eyes quickly lost their light, clearly beyond saving.

Fang Zhixing clapped his hands in approval and remarked, "A fierce strike decimates beauty, impressive."

Xiang Wenhong coldly replied, "Aren’t you two going to run? With the strength you’ve gained by relying on something toxic like the Limit-breaking Pill, you can’t possibly kill me!"

Fang Zhixing responded, "How will we know if we don’t try?"

Xiang Wenhong scoffed disdainfully and said, "You followers of noble houses really don’t know what’s good for you."

He turned his head towards the grey-clothed elder servant and the maid in red and commanded firmly, "Let’s finish this quickly. We’ll leave Qinghe County by boat today, and sooner or later, we’ll come back to claim it."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The grey-clothed elder servant tensed his legs and sprang into the air, pouncing toward Fang Zhixing.

The maid in red first reached for her slender waist and with a swift motion, suddenly drew a soft sword. Then she dismounted and charged rapidly towards Ma Zhengming.

Fang Zhixing lifted his head, his pupils reflecting the silhouette of the grey-clothed elder servant.

He saw the man stretching out his arms like a roc spreading its wings, his legs raised high, and he came crashing down with a colossal kick.

Fang Zhixing drifted back.

Boom~

The ground shook!

It was as if a bolt of thunder had chopped into the earth, blasting open a large pit, dust swirling upwards, spreading in a circular wave.

The grey-clothed old servant stood inside the pit, lifting his head.

At that moment, his legs had grown longer out of thin air, reaching a height of two and a half meters.

At first glance, it looked as if he was standing on stilts!

Fang Zhixing’s gaze sharpened as he noticed that the old servant’s legs had become unusually thick, like two iron pillars, bursting through his pants.

"What a marvelous leg technique!"

Fang Zhixing quietly praised.

This grey-clothed old servant was clearly from the Spiritual Ape series.

Furthermore, his cultivation had already broken through to the Five Beasts Realm, mastering the mysteries of Balance.

Balance is not as simple as reaching a balance between the four series; it is more about perfectly controlling one’s own strength.

For instance, as a practitioner of the Spiritual Ape series, after mastering Balance, the resilience of his strength was maximized, with the other three series serving as support, like a perfect pyramid.

From the force of that kick just now, it could be deduced that the grey-clothed old servant had a strength of nearly a hundred thousand catties.

"You actually dodged it?"

The grey-clothed old servant looked slightly astonished; his forte was leg technique, with resilience and agility being his greatest advantages.

That kick he threw just now was with no mercy, both power and speed were incredibly astonishing.

To think it was all for naught!

"Come again!"

Feeling unwilling to accept this, the grey-clothed old servant suddenly exerted force with his legs and burst forward, his speed so fast it left a blurred afterimage behind.

He rushed close to Fang Zhixing, his figure swayed to the side, and at the same time, he lifted his right leg and lashed out with devastating speed.

His long leg broke through the air, aiming a sweep at Fang Zhixing’s neck.

"Hmm, you have some strength, but not much."

Fang Zhixing raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed.

Thud!

The grey-clothed old servant’s right leg was forcefully stopped in mid-air, firmly grasped by Fang Zhixing around the calf.

"Ah what!"

The grey-clothed old servant’s face changed drastically, disbelief evident.

The next instant, he was yanked upwards, sent spinning head over heels, crashing toward the ground.

Boom~

The ground cracked open, dust billowed, and leaves whirled.

The grey-clothed old servant only felt as though his body was falling apart, violently smashed to smithereens.

Fang Zhixing released his hand.

The grey-clothed old servant immediately rolled on the spot to put distance between them, then sprang up with a carp’s flip.

But his old eyes blurred, Fang Zhixing had suddenly vanished from in front of him, and then he felt a chill at his lower back.

A leg whipped over like an iron flail.

Too fast!

The grey-clothed old servant was caught off guard and could only tense his entire body, pumping his muscles for defense.

Thud!

The heavy, forceful whip kick struck the grey-clothed old servant’s waist.

Yet, the old servant didn’t fly away; instead, his waist bent violently, and his body almost folded sideways.

"Ugh!!"

The grey-clothed old servant’s eyes bulged, and his face was suffused with endless fear.

His head touched his ankles, a spine completely shattered.

A few seconds later, the grey-clothed old servant ceased to breathe.

"Uncle Fu!"

Xiang Wenhong was shocked, his breathing halted instantly, his scalp numb.

The grey-clothed old servant was a late-stage expert of the Five Beasts Realm; even with advancing years, he still maintained the combat power of the mid-stage of the Five Beasts Realm.

Xiang Wenhong had never imagined...

Xiang Wenhong’s eyes widened as he stared dead at Fang Zhixing, his complexion turning ugly rapidly.

Fang Zhixing curled his finger in a come-hither gesture, smiling, "Come on, let’s see who’s the luckier one today, you or me!"

Xiang Wenhong inhaled sharply, veins throbbing on his forehead, coldly saying, "Good fellow, turns out you’re also from the Five Beasts Realm; I have underestimated you, Mr. Item."

He dismounted, reached into his bosom, and pulled out a small black brocade box, opening it up.

In the box was a dull black pill.

Gulp~

Xiang Wenhong swallowed it in one gulp.

Fang Zhixing fell silent, taunting, "Do you have so little confidence in yourself?"